The Perfect Man…For Me

Here it is, as promised, the story of me and The Man.

We met 5 years ago at an underage karaeoke place [hey, ya'll know I'm only 21-if you don't, read my "About Me" page!]. We were introduced because The Man was my best friend’s boss’s boyfriend’s best friend…so basically by luck. We were completely inseperable from that second on, and it was only two months later that he proposed to me for the first time.

Notice I said FOR THE FIRST TIME. A little while after that we broke up for a moment [I don't even remember why! Probably just because I was 17 and he was 19 and that's how life works sometimes]. When we got back together we didn’t get re-engaged though.

Which is probably a good thing because we broke up again 6 months later because I was “acting way too emotional and bitchy”….this is a direct quote from The Man on why we broke up-TWO DAYS before we found out that I was 14 weeks pregnant with Monkeypants [I'll tell that story later]. Emotional? Bitchy? Hmmmm…..I wonder why!

We ended up being best friends (which I think is one of the greatest parts of our relationship), but not dating, the rest of the time that I was pregnant with Monkeypants. Then about two weeks after Monkeypants was born we got back together and The Man moved in to stay. We got engaged for the SECOND time a little less than a year later, and we were going to get married the following July, but then The Man and I both lost our jobs at the same time so we had to postpone. That was July of 2005.

Our wedding anniversary is March 31, 2007. A lot of stuff happened in that almost two years, but while it made a wedding difficult it made our relationship stronger every day. Looking back on it we would have been IDIOTS to get married at any other point before that moment-we needed that time to grow up and grow together and make a solid foundation for our marriage.

We didn’t have a big wedding, we just eloped (with our immediate family) and I can say that I wouldn’t trade it for the world. My sister had one of those huge-glamazon-wedding-”affairs” and just looking at the PICTURES of that “event” made me bitchy and tired! I much prefer getting married in the gazebo in the park with just my parents, his parents, and us….and then going to TGIFridays afterward [Yuuuummmmmmm Fridays!]!

I guess that’s why we did what we did when we got married-it suits us that our history is just as odd as we are, and while it’s not perfect it’s perfect for us!